Nervous Wreck II

Still a wreck with the nerves, but still have energy to spew out the words

Peeking out of my manic state to find some courage from the curse

From being cursed, the curse is what I didn't deserve

I heard those voices echoing around my brain, it's the worst

It hurts when you feel like you don't fit in with humanity, life

The nervousness, butterflies, mixed with insanity, lies

It's such a bad combination that shouldn't unlock

Buried the code before exposer of my confidential box that cannot be told

Demons flying out of my skull

They re-enter when I'm feeling bold, confident, or on a roll

What do people think? Man, why should I care what they think?

That question sits in between the stares, from the eyes that don't blink